Lover's Touch

Why would you marry me? Or was it for our families?

We share a bed at their feet

And our nights, well we dwell on these fights

And we punish our son for the times that we've lied

And you’ve deafened the choir, you bed-ridden horse

And you’ve spit on my motions as if they were yours

I’m aware you’re in need and you’re counting on me

Why waste living on the likes of me? Save conscience for the slaughtered sheep

Well, I’ve been meaning to give you a reason

The stones in hand will block out the sun, they’ll cleanse our sins just for fun

While you’ve been sleeping, I’m wide-awake dreaming

When my lover’s touch has faded and I wake up…

She’s not next to me

I’m alive, I’m unwell

Maybe heading to hell

I’m alive, but unwell, and I sure deserve hell

I’m alive and a lie, such a lie, it’s a lie…

It’s a lie

In the backseat, you can find me with my lover

Just a crutch for the night

Her heart flutters at the drop of a dime

And when the night is young I’ve had my fun

I’ll hold her far and tight